In fashion, I am terribly late with trends. In food and beverage, I am generally not behind, though every now and again there is a trend that I either don’t gravitate towards, or that I don’t personally enjoy. 605 more words

“The Kamaz truck was loaded with bricks and a few of them came loose. One of them smashed through the Audi A4′s windshield, striking 29 year old Olga Gaikovich who was on the passenger’s seat in the head. 42 more words

There’s a very good (and very dark) series of comic books by Garth Ennis called The Boys. It’s set in a post-modern world where superheroes (as we would consider them) are real and have to deal with said consequences. 595 more words

Don Quixote, a true OG in the unofficial history of riding (he attacked windmills, ’nuff said), named his horse Rocinante. The patron saint of my journey, John Steinbeck, on his own cross-country trip, named his 1960 GMC camper truck Rocinante as homage to Quixote’s steed. 918 more words

Flight has always possessed an inherent appeal for humans that most animals don’t share. Millennia of evolution into highly intelligent tool-users and a century of true aviation later, and the appeal still remains — the desire to take to the skies unaided is so basic it’s an expected theme in nighttime dreaming. 420 more words